She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend Rudy Steiner soft and true on his lips. He tasted dusty and sweet. He tasted like regret in the shadows of trees and in the glow of the anarchists suit collection. She kissed him long and soft and when she pulled herself away she touched his mouth with her fingers...She did not say goodbye. She was incapable and after a few more minutes at his side she was able to tear herself from the ground. It amazes me what humans can do even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on...

How do you spell love - PigletYou dont spell it...you feel it. - Pooh

Before you Bella my life was like a moonless night. Very dark but there were stars points of light and reason. ...And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire there was brilliancy there was beauty. When you were gone when the meteor had fallen over the horizon everything went black. Nothing had changed but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldnt see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything.

When I say its you I like Im talking about that part of you that knows that life is far more than anything you can ever see or hear or touch. That deep part of you that allows you to stand for those things without which humankind cannot survive. Love that conquers hate peace that rises triumphant over war and justice that proves more powerful than greed.

Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.

Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.

Look after my heart - Ive left it with you.

Romance is the glamour which turns the dust of everyday life into a golden haze.

Being with you never felt wrong. Its the one thing I did right. Youre the one thing I did right.

I crave your mouth your voice your hair.Silent and starving I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me dawn disrupts me all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh your hands the color of a savage harvest hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body the sovereign nose of your arrogant face I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes and I pace around hungry sniffing the twilight hunting for you for your hot heart Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.